Yes. Jane Sampson had just finished a game, and upon hearing Mair Williams ask this question, she really took the question seriously and thought about it.
James Blackās memory was so frighteningly good; heād always bring up things from her childhood that even she didnāt remember. His reading speed was fast as well, flipping through pages, yet he was able to quickly remember what he saw. Peter Gingery had mentioned that they had trained for this, each having their own memory techniques.
Therefore, Jane thought, the members of the guard team probably didnāt have memory much worse than that, so she nodded and gave Mair a definite yes in response.
"Thatās good," Mair breathed a sigh of relief, figuring maybe the black-face instructor was a bit busy now, so sheād wait a bit longer.
After dropping off Mair, the car took more than half an hour to get downstairs to Janeās building. Jane said her thanks and goodbyes to everyone and then took her suitcase up to her apartment.
Once home, Jane didnāt do anything; she crawled back into bed to catch up on sleep.
A Sunday morning is suited for sleeping in seriously.
At the guard team base, because their sister-in-law had already left, the teammates felt sad for a while, and those who had received red berry jam from Jane were proudly showing off in front of their teammates.
Everyone really wanted to ask James Black when their sister-in-law would return to the guard team, but due to Jamesās authority, not a single person dared to ask.
After lunch, Peter Gingery saw James Black taking the car keys to go driving and followed him to ask casually, "Brother, are you going out this afternoon?"
"Yes, heading to the city for a meeting," James replied, "Thereās a dinner arranged after the meeting. Iāll probably be late, so I wonāt return to the guard team tonight."
"So youāre going home?" Peterās smile gradually widened, "Does Jane know?"
"What do you think?" James responded with a displeased counter-question.
Peter chuckled, thinking to himself that itās no wonder James had so resolutely said he wouldnāt send Jane off in the morning. He had initially thought it was because James felt that watching her for six days was enough and nothing to miss, but it turned out he was waiting for this moment.
Not sending her off because he planned to be home tonight.
Certainly, there was nothing to miss if he could see her again in the evening.
"If you dare tell Jane, youāll be in for it when I get back," James threatened Peter, and seeing Peter just standing there with a goofy smile and not saying a word, his voice grew colder, "Didnāt you hear what I said?"
"Chief, Sir! Understood!" Peter responded loudly, then hee-hee-heed and ran off laughing.
If James hadnāt said anything, Peter was indeed ready to tip Jane off in advance, but now that James had threatened him, Peter really didnāt have the guts to give Jane a heads-up.
At home, Jane slept until one-thirty in the afternoon before waking up. After waking, she ordered some takeaway and personally started cleaning up the entire place inside and out.
By the time it was due for the next meal, Jane, alone, couldnāt be bothered to cook. She thought about it and called Nina Rice, hoping to invite Nina to have a meal with her. However, Nina happened to be out of town, and Janeās plan fell through.
So Janeās dinner was still takeaway.
Dragging her feet until seven oāclock, Jane finally ordered some porridge as a treat for her stomach, then felt somewhat bored, lying like a corpse on the sofa in the living room. It really wasnāt a habit yet coming out from the guard team base, where there were always people around her, bustling with noise. Once home, it was eerily quiet.
Fortunately, she was starting a new job tomorrow morning. She would be flying to City S early to film a lipstick advertisement. So, the only time she would be at home was just tonight.